Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

"Explain it clearly."

Sano shrugged, making no attempt to hide anything, and said, "My child is afraid to sleep alone at home, so I have to go home early to comfort him. It's not just today, it will be the same in the future. My work hours end at eleven o'clock at the latest."

Gin: "..."

Gin: "??"

Wait a minute, something seems off about this development.

Gin paused for a moment and asked the important question first.

What do you mean by "your child"?

"It means exactly what it says."

Sano shrugged again, but added one more piece of information: "Daughter."

"..."

In the almost frozen air, both the gin outside the car and the vodka inside felt the wind was too strong, making them feel extremely disoriented.

It took Gin a while to calm down a little, but he still couldn't help but wonder if he had misheard.

"You mean your daughter??"

"Ah."

Sano nodded, while Gin remained silent.

"...Just born?"

Sano shook his head.

"No, she's already in kindergarten."

"young……"

Gin's breath hitched, while Vodka, whose ears were perked up, started counting on his fingers... A daughter who's in kindergarten age, how old was Sano when she was born?

At most, junior high school level?

Damn it!

Was it the beast Sano who harmed him, or some shameless beast woman who ruined him?

"Alright, that's all for now. I have to go. If I have the chance next time, I'll introduce you two to each other. If we happen to run into each other in the future, please take care of me... or I might as well just recognize you two as my godfathers."

Sano waved his hand, not caring whether the duo could accept the information.

He turned and left.

……

the next morning.

Sano opened his eyes in the morning, which was unusual... of course, not because he wanted to.

Instead, they had no choice but to open their eyes.

Sano thought that as long as he paid for breakfast in advance, the little girl would be sensible enough that he wouldn't have to worry about anything else.

But who knew, this girl still managed to wake Sano up.

"Uncle, uncle, please braid my hair."

Sano opened his eyes and closed them again, his eyelids just wouldn't separate.

"Don't you know how to tie your hair?"

"will not."

"...Then let's not do it."

"No, the teacher said I have to tie my hair up."

"..."

Damn, are kindergartens starting to have requirements for hairstyles now?

Sano sighed deeply, and had to admit that he regretted it, he really regretted it.

Although I knew long ago that I would regret it sooner or later, I really didn't expect it.

It came so quickly.

I'm definitely not suited to raising children.

Since we've already taken care of them, we can't just throw them away.

Sano writhed like a zombie for a while before finally getting up.

"Come here, let me give you a splinter."

The little girl immediately sat down in front of Sano.

Sano picked up the hair tie and started scratching and pulling at the little girl's hair.

"Tighten up, Uncle."

"It's too loose, Uncle."

"Both sides are crooked, uncle."

"..."

The little girl seems to be recovering faster than Sano had imagined.

At least in the morning, there seems to be quite a lot.

...And braiding hair is something that seems more complicated than Sano imagined.

Sano became increasingly agitated as he stabbed her, but he didn't use too much force.

The main concern was that they might pluck all the soft hair off the little girl's head.

"okay!"

Finally, Sano clapped his hands and grabbed the little girl's head, turning it around.

Hmm, not bad.

Indeed, compared to sons, daughters are better.

Even if it's tiring, you can still achieve a pleasing result after you've finished.

If it's a son... well, he'd better send him as far away as possible.

The little girl looked at herself in the mirror.

...It's still a bit crooked, but compared to the previous situation where one was in the lower left back of the head and the other in the upper right front of the head, it's already much better.

She glanced at the time again and realized she was almost late. The little girl couldn't care less about such details anymore. She grabbed her bag and rushed to the door.

I'm going out!

"Be careful on the road, call me if you have any problems!"

After pulling his head back into the house and closing the door, Sano stared blankly for a while.

...I'm completely awake now, so I definitely won't be able to fall asleep.

Thinking about the two rooms, which hadn't really been started yet, Sano decided not to sleep. He called the landlord, met in person, transferred money, signed a contract, and then contacted a construction team to break down walls and renovate.

Sano couldn't say which of the things in the little girl's room were useful and which were useless; even the useless ones might have to be kept...

Let's not do anything for now and wait for that girl to come back and handle it herself.

As Sano watched the construction team begin work, he suddenly realized something and asked, "Can you guys get everything sorted out today... at least enough for people to sleep in?"

"Boss, please don't make things difficult for me. Construction isn't a game; it can't be finished in a day. If you want to sleep with someone, you'll have to wait until at least tomorrow..."

"What if I pay more?"

"...I guarantee the task will be completed today!"

Indeed, paying more is the strongest rule in the world.

After handing everything over to the construction team, Sano went out... mainly because there was nowhere to stay at home, and even if there was, it was too noisy, so he might as well go out for a walk.

"Dudu-"

Suddenly, Sano's phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at it.

It's Silver Fox's number.

When the call connected, the person on the other end was breathing rapidly and sounded heavy-hearted.

We've been ambushed!

...Without much explanation, Sano was able to understand the situation.

Last night, Sano had just returned home when he received a mission from a professional assassin platform. After taking a look and feeling that it wasn't too difficult, he handed it over to Silver Fox and Ireland to handle, content to be a hands-off manager.

Unsurprisingly, an unexpected incident occurred.

Silver Fox's call was, of course, a plea for help.

Sano found a place to sit down and calmly took out another phone.

"Explain the situation."

Silver Fox quickly reported their current location, as well as the number of pursuing enemies and their weaponry... twenty or thirty people, without heavy firepower.

However, considering the level of Silver Fox and Ireland, the level of these twenty or thirty people should not be low either... at least it should be regarded as double.

"Delay it, backup is on its way, don't hang up the phone."

"it is good."

Sano moved the phone away from the Black Cat Vest to prevent his voice from being transmitted again. Instead, he cracked his throat, changed his voice, and put the Black Cat Vest's phone to his ear. Just then, the call was connected: "There's a mission. The entire special forces team is mobilized. Bring your weapons. This will be a great opportunity to experience it."

"Yes."

Sano held a cell phone in each hand, occasionally issuing commands to both sides.

About ten minutes later, Sano put away the phone belonging to the black-clad man.

Instead, they focused their attention solely on the phone belonging to the person in the "Black Cat Vest" account.